You know you wish you had listened more carefully when the last three words of the song on the radio are ...sesame seed bun.
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- ckjolly
- not one to be lumped in with everyone else, i enjoy being different: i laugh when i ought to cry, i run off the sides of mountains, i can't answer the question 'where are you from?', i told my husband i loved him before i met him, and i'm a woman who is doing her part to reverse the negative trends of extreme feminism. i seek to encourage my brothers-in-Christ, and discuss ways in which women can do the same.
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- midnight snack
- perfectly agreeable
- Mars Hill spoof
- age ... a passing acquaintance
- "the mother-of-all muck"
- if Obi Wan wanted to purchase a used car ...
- sniff ... wipe away tear ... that's my daddy and m...
- bug man to the rescue
- sentimental drivvle
- practice your German
- Mansfield Park
- a big horse with horns
- listen carefully
- i almost called her Debbie
- it kills
- Spargel Appreciation Day - 02/14/06
- four things i would love to do
- husbands, spend some quality time with your wives
- not from my secret lover in Venezuela
- something besides chocolate
- why send a valentine?
- she's not your girlfriend ... what is she?
- they've got it all wrong
- Super Bowl '06 commercials
- ah, Juliet, there's more to it than you think
- the green goodness
- A Day Late and a Dollar Short
- Mistaken for a Girlfriend
- The Dreaded Four Words
- over the next three days
- real futball
- a hot cup of ...
- go white boy
- walking in the clouds with my eyes on the earth
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2 comments:
you put time into youre blog. its evident. do you really enjoy asparagus? delicious? durring summers, we have some in the garden. i enjoy it.
i had to look twice to make sure i you hadnt blogged those posts in one day because many of them are new. maybe its been that long since i saw your valentines post. the one about your dad. i prefer not watching the cat get hit, as that is my assumption for how things end.
nope. it's worse.
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